I was going to complain about the poor taste of the Xanga guys who decide what will be featured on the front page, which lately has run to vile misogynistic spewage, but I’m not supposed to be reading the front page. Why can’t I stop?
So instead I will tell you about the book I just read, The Risk Pool, by Richard Russo. Several of you recommended Russo to me, though I can’t remember if anyone mentioned this book specifically.
The Risk Pool is narrated by Ned Hall, a boy who grows up with (or without) a slacker deadbeat absent dad and a mom who starts off well but doesn’t quite hold her own. They live in a podunk town in New York with a crumbling Main Street that only deteriorates further over the course of the novel.
The big question: will Ned turn out to be a decent human being in spite of his pathetic parents, emotional impoverishment, association with multiple characters of ill repute, and numerous other disadvantages?
Best thing about this book: Russo draws a vivid picture of life in Mohawk, New York.
Worst thing about the book: Mohawk is not a place you would want to visit. Or maybe that’s a good thing. As Tigger keeps telling me, “Schadenfreude, it’s not nice, but everybody does it.”
Another place I wouldn’t want to visit is the fictional town in which Peter Parker/Spiderman resides. Because a.) WAY too many bad guys there, and b.) Spiderman 3 sucks.
I’m not a big superhero fan to begin with, but the first Spiderman movie was really fun. There were just enough Spidey-swinging shots to make you go “wow,” and an engaging story.
Spiderman 2 was better than most sequels, which isn’t saying much I guess, but I still enjoyed it.
Last night TGeek and I watched all but the last half hour of Spiderman 3, and that was about 14 hours more of it than was strictly necessary. The film has a dreadful case of Sequel Disease, defined as “lengthy scenes involving mucho whoop-de-doo special effects and no story, followed by story segments so tedious you almost wish it would go back to the overlong, overdone special effects, and then it does!”
I will watch the last half hour tonight, just for the sense of closure, but I am over you, Tobey Maguire. The movie ruined you for me.